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August 17, 2005
Jed and I are a LIEk
You said I’d wake up dead drunk
Alone in the park
I called you a liar
But how right you were
Air conditioned TV land, 20 grand
Walk to the bank
With shakes from the night before
Staring at the tiki floor…
—“Jed’s Other Poem (Beautiful Ground),” Software Slump, Grandaddy
Posted by peligrito at August 17, 2005 5:40 PM
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